After walking for more than ten minutes along the route he remembered, Ron stopped in front of a gray building.

The building is very tall, somewhat resembling a church from a previous life, with dense ornate carvings on it, and at the top of the building sit two monster statues with black bat wings.

This is the library where the city guard keeps various materials and books.

Ron looked up at the door to the reference room, which was open and unguarded, and the rows of brown bookshelves and neatly arranged books could be clearly seen inside.

After a pause, Ron strode straight towards the reference room.

As soon as he entered the reference room, he smelled a faint bitter smell of pine resin.

At this time, there were not many people in the reference room looking at things, only two or three figures in gray civilian clothes sat quietly on wooden benches reading books, and did not seem to care about Ron's arrival.

Ron looked around, and he noticed that the shelves were lined with black rectangular wooden signs, indicating the type of information for easy reference.

After two rounds in the reference room, Ron stopped by a bookshelf, stretched out his hand, pulled out a copy of the book with "The Complete Bloodline of Alien Bloodlines" written on the cover, and flipped through it.

It records the traits and unique abilities of most of the aliens, and some of the information is even detailed into specific weaknesses and how to deal with them, which seems to be very detailed.

Ron estimated that this was a special collection of outlier information by the Best's military, and it was only possible to see it after joining the regular army.

However, he felt that this level of information was only the regular information of the army, and like some important things, it was impossible to put them here in the open.

But even so, the library is very rich.

In addition to information-related materials, there are also other materials in the reference room.

For example, on a bookshelf that Ron had just passed, there were books on how to exercise, and next to it, there were materials on myths and legends.

These things may be inconsequential to others, but for Ron, they give him a clearer understanding of the world and where he stands.

Time passed, and the sky outside slowly darkened.

White candles began to light up in the large data room.

In the original data room, there were few people, and gradually only Ron was left standing there.

The light of the candle stretched his shadow very long, and there was a faint feeling of haze.

'Wow'

Turning the book in his hand to the last page, Ron closed the book with a calm face and put it back on the shelf.

He closed his somewhat sour eyes and gently pinched his eyebrows for a long time before letting go.

Ron opened his eyes and scanned the books on the shelves, revealing a look of surprise.

"It's worthy of the military's data room, and it didn't disappoint me"

Through this information, he can also be regarded as having a general understanding of the inhuman intelligent group of aliens.

The history of the existence of aliens is no longer available because of the long history, but it is known that when ancient humans gradually established their kingdoms, aliens already existed.

The species of aliens are very mixed and huge, ranging from giants to insects, and if you want to say a specific number, there may be thousands of species of aliens.

This is also what has been discovered so far, and in some mysterious areas, there may still be unknown alien existences.

In ancient times, most of the aliens themselves did not refuse to live with humans, and some humanoid aliens with poor reproductive ability were even very willing to combine with humans to give birth to the phenomenon of heterogeneous hybridization.

However, as time goes by, the base of human beings is getting larger and larger, and the aliens who live with humans don't know if it's because of their own reasons or something else.

Purebred heterogeneous species are becoming rarer, and the number of heterogeneous hybrids is getting larger and larger, reaching the point where they are about as numerous as humans.

Until now, the purebred aliens have slowly faded out of people's sight, and most of the ones seen are heterogeneous hybrids, but the purity of the bloodline is different.

Perhaps only in some prosperous towns or in a certain family can a few purebred outliers appear.

"According to the information, in addition to the City Guard, which belongs to the official government of Best, there are five other families who jointly manage Soros City, and four of them are heterogeneous half-blood families, and only one is a simple human" Ron thought lightly. "No wonder there is prejudice against humans. ”

In his opinion, this prejudice is a kind of racial discrimination similar to that of his previous life, and although it does not rise to war, it is definitely not too friendly.

The behavior of the three City Guard soldiers he encountered today was probably a very common phenomenon in other places.

However, Ron didn't really care much about that.

What he cares about now, in addition to the information he must know, is the doom item that he wears around his neck.

According to Ian's aunt, as long as you get entangled in this thing, there is no other way to get rid of it than to die.

And in these days, Ron did gradually feel some substantial troubles brought by the Doom Item.

For example, drinking soup to the point of burning your mouth, accidentally getting lost, occasionally encountering robber beasts, or accidentally touching thorny thorns and scratching your fingers.

Although these things seem to be very coincidental and just some unfortunate things that are encountered in daily life, if they appear to a person in a short period of time, it may seem abnormal.

Luckily, though, the misfortunes so far had been minor and hadn't bothered him too much, but Ron knew it was just the beginning.

In the days to come, he will encounter all sorts of coincidental events until they bring him enough trouble to threaten his life.

And this is the bad luck brought about by the bad luck item, and the bad luck occurs without any warning, without a little defense, and it cannot be avoided at all, as if it was destined to be like this.

Thinking of this, Ron looked down at the bottom of his neck.

The data room was now empty, and the previously invisible black arm reappeared in his field of vision.

"At present, the only thing I know can disarm this thing is the one that Ian said about transferring, but I don't know how to transfer it, but this also shows that the doom item is not without a solution, huh?" Suddenly, Ron was slightly stunned. "What's going on?"

He seemed to notice something, and looked at the dark arm with complicated eyes, and faintly felt that it was much plumper compared to the first time he got this thing, and it didn't look so dry.

"Did you read it wrong?"

Frowning, Ron reached out and grabbed the palm-sized arm to take a closer look.

A cold touch came out of his palm, and although he had groped many times, he was still very uncomfortable.

This thing is not at all like a simple piece of jewelry, but a real arm.

At this time, he pinched it in his hand, and there was actually a little bit of softness.

"Not a delusion?" Ron was startled, and his face turned strange. "Has it really changed, when?"

These days, he had already discovered that this arm only appeared automatically when he was alone, and if someone else was around, it was simply invisible, and only he could touch it, and no one else could touch it like air.

However, no matter how much he guessed, he couldn't think of what caused the change in his arm.

After all, there was so little information known, but even so, Ron felt that the change in his arm was not a good omen.

He lowered his arms, his eyes sinking in his eyes.

"The bad luck of the bad luck item is slowly deepening over time, so I have to find a solution before the bad luck threatens my life, otherwise I don't know if there will be any good news from Ian's side"